What a Fine Show

Inside the mental space.

"Thank you for the invitation, but Joshua... I actually came here because I saw the Frost Owl's message in the Movie Council."

Galolie modeled a low stone in the Holy Spirit Battlefield and sat on it as though it were a chair.

After enjoying the fun of teasing Joshua, she looked utterly exhausted.

"Prisoners imprisoned by the Judicators?"

The Frost Owl had openly revealed this news in the council. There was no point in concealing the information.

Most members of the Movie Council hated the Judicators with a passion and bore blood-deep grudges against them.

Galolie was one of them.

"Yes... I heard that the people replaced by the Judicators in the past are all still alive." Galolie lowered her head to look at the ground, her hand tightly clutching the hem of her dress. "So I was thinking... could my father possibly be among them? But it has already been a year. If Father really has been imprisoned for so long, I should ask Mother to send troops to rescue him."

If the unease Galolie had displayed when she first entered the mental space had been an act, then now she was genuinely confiding her inner worries to Joshua.

The Judicators had once plunged Galolie into a nightmare. Her father, Duke Blackwood, had died at the hands of the Judicators, and the World Tree of the Blackwood Elves, who had been close friends with her family for generations, had also been burned down by them.

But afterward, Galolie had resolutely taken on the responsibility of saving the Blackwood Elves. In her everyday life, there was no sign that she had been shaken by any of it.

Yet this scene made Joshua realize that the Flower of Falosi... was still only a sixteen-year-old girl.

"So, even